Imperial Overlord

"The Fuhrer is watching us from behind!" Inside the trenches, before the attack began, the German soldiers cheered each other while checking their weapons and ammunition.

The leader they admire most is behind them, and they will naturally use the most heroic state to win the battle for the head of state.

All the soldiers were in high spirits. The Soviet positions in the distance were thick with smoke, and the shelling had been going on for a long time.

In order to satisfy the Fuhrer and to make the attack smoother, the German shelling time was more than twice as long as usual, and the shells fired turned the Soviet positions in the entire shelling area into hell.

Even because they wanted to show better shelling effects, Army Group D also used the Organ Rocket Artillery Unit directly under the Army Group Headquarters.

The head of state watched the artillery bombardment for about half an hour with great interest in the trenches, and finally waited for the infantry to attack.

"The Führer is watching us from behind!" Before closing the hatch on the tank turret, the commander of the armored force called out to his subordinates loudly by pressing the communicator on his throat.

"Victory! Führer!" All the tank commanders buckled the turret hatches above their heads, and then the No. 4 tanks, one after another, rolled forward with black smoke.

The tanks were mobilized, burst out from the German flanking positions, and lined up in front of the Soviet positions, forming an offensive formation covering the infantry.

"It's our turn! Remember what I said! The Führer is watching us from behind!" The infantry commander waved his arms and shouted, "Attack!"

"Attack! The Führer is watching us from behind!" With his shouts, countless German soldiers jumped out of the trenches, carrying their weapons, bent over and rushed forward.

"Tutu! Tutu!" A bunker on the Soviet position began to spray flames, and the machine gun bullets crossed the open space between the two armies and hit the armored steel plates of the German tanks.

On the battlefield where the sparks were scattered, the German soldiers moved their bodies forward little by little. The tanks blocked most of the bullets for them, but there were still stray bullets flying by.

A German soldier was walking hard behind the tank, and then a bullet that flew from nowhere hit his helmet, leaving a hole the size of a soy bean in it.

The German soldier fell on his side and was never able to get up again. The German soldier who followed behind him lowered his head instantly. ..

"Tutu! Tutu!" This time, it was the sound of the German tank firing the heading machine guns. Although the Panther tank canceled the directional machine gun on the frontal hull, the No. 4 and No. 3 tanks are still equipped with this slightly outdated weapon.

It has to be said that the directional machine gun controlled by the electromechanical operator is much better than the machine gun above the turret used by the commander and the loader in the battle of the position.

At least the mechatronics don't have to stick out of the car to operate the machine gun, which reduces the chance of getting hit.

However, the shooting range of the course machine gun is too narrow to flexibly deal with the shortcomings of the enemy on both sides of the tank, which is also very obvious.

Therefore, the choice of the Panther tank heading machine gun is just an improvement with mixed advantages and disadvantages. At least at the level of World War II, the course gun was a very useful design.

No, just in the center of the two armies' positions, a No. 4 tank advanced with machine gun fire and suppressed a nearby Soviet machine gun bunker.

"Medic! Medic!" At the place where the tank ran over, a German soldier knelt on one knee and shouted loudly while supporting a comrade who was shot.

The German soldier in his arms had just been shot, the bullet pierced through his shoulder, and the blood stained his chest red uncontrollably.

Wearing a 35 helmet on his head with a white round bottom on both sides of the helmet, the red cross German medics stooped and ran in the hail of bullets, hurriedly lying on the ground near the wounded.

A cloud of dust was raised around the medic who ran over, and the bullet hit him, making a crackling sound.

"Damn it! Can't you see the red cross on my head? Hell!" The German medic who lay on the ground cursed loudly, then got up and ran to the wounded.

"I was shot in the shoulder! Help me hold down the wound! Okay! That's right! It's here!"

After tearing open a packaged morphine injection, the medic skillfully stabbed the injection into the arm of the wounded.

"Hey! Is there anyone? Help me send him back!" After a brief treatment of the wound, the medics began to shout loudly, looking for someone to help transport the wounded.

"Bah!" A bullet flew past and pierced the head of the kneeling medic, and he fell down on the wounded, so frightened that the German soldier who was supporting the wounded also fell to his knees. on the ground.

Blood splashed on the face of the lying German soldier, which completely angered the young German soldier.

He lay on the ground and shouted loudly without raising his head: "Damn! These Soviet **** shot our medics!"

"Bastard! Someone shot the medics!" As he shouted, many German soldiers also cursed.

The Geneva Convention prohibits firing on medics on the battlefield, but on the chaotic battlefield, the unprotected medics are still the type of arms that suffers the most losses.

The Germans were relatively civilized in this regard, while the Soviet Union did not do well. Soviet soldiers often opened fire on medics who didn't pay much attention to concealment, and higher commanders also turned a blind eye to this.

Hearing the shouting, a German officer behind the tank pulled the receiver behind the soldier carrying the radio communication equipment ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and shouted loudly to all the people in the channel: "Soviet **** The medics opened fire! Hit me hard!"

"Boom!" Just after he finished shouting this sentence, within two seconds, the main gun of the No. 4 tank in front of him spewed out a flame.

A grenade flew straight towards the blazing Soviet bunker, instantly turning the firing bunker into ruins.

"Long live the Führer!" The first German soldier who jumped into the Soviet trench, holding a submachine gun, pulled the trigger mercilessly at the Soviet army in front of him.

"Fire! The Führer is behind us! Victory belongs to the Third Reich!" Following the German submachine gunner was a German officer who jumped into the trenches and shouted proudly.

Under the gaze of the head of state, the German army took only one attack to seize the peripheral defensive positions of the Soviet army and broke into the Crimea Peninsula.